"Bastards, what are you doing?!"
Song Daoling nearly spat blood. He had never expected Song Changsheng to be so thoroughly prepared. He was planning to crush them all in one stroke.
"Causes of the past, fruits of today. This farce should end."
Lightning surged from Song Changsheng's fingertips. Heavy lead clouds completely blanketed an area of a thousand li, while a terrifying aura brewed within them, as though it could destroy everything.
Feeling the endlessly surging lightning overhead, Song Daoling revealed a bitter smile. Only now did he understand that Song Changsheng had never used his full strength.
Though he had kept him suppressed to the point where he could barely breathe, he had always left him a ray of hope at the brink of despair.
He had originally thought that was his own capability. Only now did he realize that Song Changsheng had merely been deliberately stringing him along, just so he could witness with his own eyes how the [Brocade Banner] would be utterly destroyed, and how he himself would be nailed to the pillar of shame.
"Haha..."
"Hahaha..." Song Daoling laughed madly, his face twisted as he said, "Song Changsheng, you won. I truly am no match for you.
"But even if I have lost, don't think you can judge and humiliate me!"
As his words fell, the little dharma power remaining within him condensed at once and poured entirely into the sky-blue battle banner overhead. Without the slightest hesitation, he detonated this Law Treasure.
The instant the battle banner destroyed itself.
A blue-white flash brighter than the sun tore across the heavens. In the blink of an eye, it illuminated everything nearby until it seemed transparent, stretching every shadow infinitely long.
After the flash, a massive sphere of light rapidly expanded. Like a comet, it dragged